| The titles of each piece in the series form a poem. Here it is: The importance of place. Without a plow what would you do? Adapt to the rugged interior prairiescape of the soul. Adapt to Change. Hurdles. Interior hurdles. Waiting. Lying in the interior. Interior view. Remember home. Practicing patience. Patience in waiting. For the plowed interior bares it’s frost at dawn. Almost there. Working my way up to it. Working up to it. Wind revealing pathways. Prairie. Stiffness in the soul from constraining the land. It has an order. All you need do is be at peace with it. Be one. It will reveal. Push forth and utter nonsense. Wait still in the tall grass for recognition of what is to come, what has been, what is. The truth lay deep on the prairie floor. Interior. Exterior. They are but a reflection of one another. Grace of the Prairie. It is out there. Subtle awareness sensing the connection before the plow. Excavating the soul’s landscape. Return to root affinity from youth. Rekindle the awareness. Travel back to awareness. Open up to change. |
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| Series I Series II Series III Interior Prairiescapes |
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Interior Prairiescape Series I: The Prairie and The Plow 2004 |
| A Note on Process: Upon my return from that Art Institute visit, I took up with hard board panels to explore how oil paint reacted to the smooth absorbent surface. Some I painted raw, others I gessoed. It was the first time I can recall feeling a fluidity with paints that I had previously only experienced with drawing. It was something akin to watercolor, but better. As I progressed into the series I began to experience the lulls that occur when redoing the same thing without variation or inspiration. I needed to move beyond the method and material and into the realm of greater motivation for making art- letting go enough to be open to self discovery. The discovery I speak of does not manifest itself in the end painting as a narrative. Rather, the discovery of self I refer to is a process. It’s a way of being. It is the attempt to develop a habit and practice of showing up to actively engage and release mental preconceptions. It’s making the commitment to something and following through to the end. It’s hanging in there when there when total confusion sets in. That activity I consider art. Whether I show up with a paint brush or shovel if I am honestly engaged that is art. ‘Artist’ to me is not what you do but how you consciously choose to live. To be. It’s paying attention and attempting to remain open. Enjoy. |
| When starting out on this creative adventure my intent was to reacquaint myself with the landscape through a different method of painting. Earlier in the year I went to see the Rembrandt show at the Chicago Art Institute and was impressed to discover he painted some of his work on wood panels. For me these oils had a different quality than his canvas paintings. There was a beauty in the flatness of the surface. I had to give it a try... |

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